The Drain
Parlor Palm
Plants are strange, slow moving green monsters, throwing shade and spewing chemicals to protect themselves. Trees in deciduous forests will take care of each other, they’ll even share resources to keep rotting old stumps alive. Jungles are less altruistic. Plants there fight for every resource, every inch of earth is a battlefield. Thus this palm, a small, understory plant, fights even against its own kind for survival. For that reason, I often use to boost strength in a fight. A battle of wills, a battle to the death, this palm cares naught but for your survival.
To create a charm, place parlor palm leaf in an amulet bag along with honeysuckle flowers, to boost your wits. Never hurts to boost your wits in a fight. Smells good, too. Oh and you’ll need to bleed for this.
Put blood in the bag, blood in the fight. Blood on your hands, things turn out right.
Ensure blood gets on all the leaves and flowers. Mash them together with your hands, let yourself get lost in the scents of iron and honey and the untamed jungle. Feel the fight. Feel the rage boil through you, a torrent of heat and potential.